I was tabula rasa
when the Big Sound woke me up
I said Lord I’ve had enough
I’d like to go back to my half full cup
I’d prefer not to go forward
I’d prefer to stay right here
No one down here gets their preference
I can see that much is clear
what’s the use to hear the big sound
if it always has to fade
back into the background music
if the piper must be paid
i will choose to pay my own way
with the coin that I see fit
If there is a price to be paid
I by God will pay for it
If I do not have a nickel
if I do not have a dime
I must be the dumbest boy on earth
tabula rasa all the time
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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